I hold onto my cheek looking up at him in shock, regret is what I see but it as quickly as it came, it vanishes, "Get up and go start cleaning." He whispers, running his hand through his hair as he walks back to the front of the house.

I stand up, wiping the tears away aggressively, "Don't cry, Violet. You are suppose to be strong." I follow his path with my head held high but inside I can feel myself tearing apart. I enter the house and see water every where and Abigail stood by the door and once she seen me, she quickly runs and puts a hand on my right cheek.

"Why did you take the blame Mrs. Violet?" She really thinks that he hit me because I took the blame? If only she really knew what a cruel man he is. "It's fine Abigail and please just call me Violet." I smile at her but I could tell she knows I'm forcing it.

I remove myself away from her embrace and head towards my bedroom to change my clothing but once I open the door, I am met with a damp smelling room and a sight of disaster. I run to my bedside remembering I have left my phone in the side table, I pick it up and press the power button on and the screen lights up. Gosh! I'm lucky.

I head into my walk-in closet but see all my clothing that I have hang up yesterday are soaked but at least I still have some clothes remaining in my suitcase. I change into a black tracksuit with a pair of sneakers, I step out of the closet but I am met with the demon himself. "You are to clean every single room of the house and every spot. I don't care if it takes you days or weeks or months because last I checked this is a four-story mansion." I nod and walk pass him, purposely pushing him in the process but I stop and look back, meeting his hazel eyes, "You are really one son of a bitch." With that been said, anger glistened his eyes but I simply ignored him and took off to the very last floor of the mansion.

I'm still cleaning the fourth floor and I'm finally in the last bedroom. I have to remove every piece of the bedding and go to the first floor to put it in the laundry room, then I have to mop all the water into the drainage and then wipe all the furniture and dry them with a dryer. Dante decided that two of the maids will do the clothing or else as I quote, "You will probably finish in 2080."

I'm tired, my body feels like it's giving up and my legs are swollen and when my dehydrated soul went to drink some water, Dante had instructed the maids not to allow me because he calls it my 'punishment' but either ways I didn't listen, I pushed past them and drank the damn water. I have my hoodie off and my leggings rolled to my knees, it was hot and I'm getting sweaty. I can't do this, it's just too much.

My legs give up as I sit down on the floor with my back pressed against the bed, balling my eyes out. I look down at my hands and see the burns on it, it's red and have now formed into blisters, each time the detergents touched it, it would burn even more and itch. I look at the long stand mirror placed opposite the bedroom door and I see a girl who said she won't give up but here she is crying my eyes out and ready to commit suicide.

"My parents are downst-" He stops speaking as I hear his footsteps come closer to me, "Are you okay?" He bends down and grabs onto my hands while bringing it up to his eye level but I quickly pull them away, "I'm fine." He sighs and stands up, "Go freshen up and come downstairs, we are going out for supper."

I wait for him to leave and then I stand up with the help of holding the bed, my legs feel really weak and my back is still bruised up from the day I slept on the floor. I walk downstairs to the second floor almost tripping on my way down, "Be careful!" A hand tries to grab mine but I immediately pull away, "I don't need your help Dante."

I arrive in my room and it was smelling a bit damp, I have a quick shower and dress into a mesh cream V-neck dress and gold gladiator sandals.

I dress my wounds and take off downstairs to have a nightmare dinner in a 5-star restaurant but soon I come to a halt when I spot Dante and Veronica standing next to each other and matching. Dante wore a royal blue suit and Veronica wore a royal blue dress. A pain rain through my veins, no I was not jealous but probably because they look more like a couple than Danta and I do.

"Looks like Barbie has arrived." Veronica rolls her eyes at me, I'm barbie? This girl really has humor. Dante looks up and his eyes strangely runs down my body, "my parents have already left, we need to meet them at the restaurant." He spits out. I guess his parents already know about Veronica and that's why she is tagging along.... More like I am tagging along.

He grabs onto Veronica's hand as they both walk out of the house with me trailing behind them.

The whole ride felt like I was third wheeling even though my husband is the one sitting in the driver's seat. Veronica been Veronica decided to to let her hands wonder off onto Dante's thighs and this had me puking inside my mouth. Soon, we finally arrived at a fancy 5-Star restaurant, cliché. All three of us walk towards the enterance where Giulia and Alberto stood.

Giulia, Dante's mother walks towards us with open arms but walks straight past me, hugging Veronica, "Oh darling, I missed you so much and look how beautiful you are! Oh wow, I love that dress!" Giulia says while she admires Veronica's dress, "Oh mummy, I missed you as well." Veronica gives her an air kiss and taps her on her back. I'm supposed to call her Mrs. Romano while Veronica gets to call her mummy dearest. I roll my eyes as Alberto also ignores me and walks towards Veronica and Dante. I stand next to them looking at my nails waiting for them to finish they little chit chat, "Let's all head inside, my friend Marco will be joining us soon." Alberto says as we all walk into the restaurant with me following behind them like a lost puppy.

We sit at a reserved table while I sit next on Dante's right while Veronica sat on his left and no one sat towards my right.

I look down, looking at my hands as everybody leaves me out of they conversation but something I do notice is that Dante doesn't engage in most of the conversations but he just drowns out into space. The waiter soon comes and takes down everybody's order and when he gets to me, I am stopped, "Oh no! Thank you we not going to pay for her order if she wants to order then take it down separately." Giulia says as she gives off a fake smile.

I look at the waiter, embarrassed, "It's fine I won't-" Dante stops me mid sentence, "Order what you want, I am the one who is paying and no one else." he says, passing a remark to his step-mother, looking deep into my eyes but I snap my gaze to the waiter, "Glass of water, please." I smile at him and he nods, the only reason I never order food is because I don't want to rely on this man and I also forgot my purse at home.

"Oh my! Violet, you want to play the simpity card." She gives me a shocked face and carries on, "Remember this is a fake marriage and you can't fool Dante li-" Before she could continue a man disturbs her. "Hello guys." I look up as I see a man in his late 40s, he smiles and immediately Alberto stands up to give him a hug and Giulia gives her hand for him to kiss, "Beautiful, as always." He says as he looks at Dante and I, "So, this is the newly weds." He shakes Danta's hand and kisses mine, "Oh, you are really very beautiful, my lady." He takes the only empty seat which is next to me.

"Marco, meet Dante's beautiful soon to be wife after he divorces this." Giulia tries to introduce Veronica but he ignores her, "I'm Marco, my beautiful." He puts his hand on my leg and I quickly move away but bump into Dante's arm, "What are you-? " He stops when he notices Marco's hand, which is set on my thigh. Dante coughs and knocks down his fork, "Violet, please pick that up for me." I move away from Marco, leaning down, grabbing the fork, "Move your chair closer to mine." Dante whispers into my ear. I swift closer to his side and soon the food comes while Marco orders what he wants. Everybody is eating except me.

Soon, Marco's food arrives and he uses both hands to devour his steak so I'm happy. I sit quietly, sipping onto my water but eventually chock when his hands slips under my dress. I jump a bit and once again hit Dante's hand and he glares at me but I was to busy trying to pull Marco's hand off my thigh but he simply applies more pressure and it is starting to really hurt. Soon, a bruise will form.

He eventually puts his hand on my virginal area and that's when I stand up, "Um, Excuse me I need the washroom." I walk away but limp when no one's in the sight because of the burning sensation on my thigh.

I walk into the ladies bathroom and let the tears slip, I was getting harassed out there and no one noticed or did anything, is this what my married life has come to! The door opens and I look to see who it is and my breath hitches in my throat.

"Marco."